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Screaming and I’m trying to breath,
Kicking and I’m trying to leave,
Fighting for this time to be
Resilient with the force of nature,
Wait a second, pause it baby
Light is streaming feel the rapture,
Body light to levitating,
Breathing in to save this soul,
Solidify my pair a wings
I gotta go through one more thing,
How menacing to feeling calm,
Buddhist with an open sword,
Disaster with the way I flow,
Knowing race, erasing race, there’s never been a race ya know!
Energy is subtle, but its bright enough to shine the light,
Stuck inside a stranger place that I could not go and define,
Webster seems illogical,
No science for this radical,
So I’ma wing it out my friend,
Chip a tooth, and a shoulder,
Hatred used to weigh me down,
Break me down to empty bottles
Fast lane moving through, gears are shifting in full throttle
Now I’m breathing slow and living slower,
Take a pause, and a minute, cause I like the view,
What a scenery is passing me,
Puzzles of the pieces fitting nicely to complete the measure,
Write it down this holy scripture,
Renascence is leveled up to fully ambiance,
Quarter blink a cycle, been completed by-the summer,
Single pixel in the picture without y’all there is no picture.
(x2)
Devil try to play me wrong,
By messing with my mother’s songs,
Here is where we draw the line,
Watch the way we play the wrong,
No guns are needed, none involved,
Luci gonna flip out with the beauty of our souls
We a thing to reckon luv.
Write a rap thinking it’s literature,
Love her soul though premature
Alchemical my method, take a sip and save the mixture
Push aside the preacher, he ain’t doing shit we walking,
Louder than the words you say, dreams are coming true today,
Spitting ice that feel like fire, heaven with that angel choir
Blasphemy accounted for,
When mentioning the type,
For you there is no wrong,
When the wrong fully routine,
There’s no way to be the worst,
Y’all already won that card,
Head down with a focus
We just see it in a distance
Day the country flip out, who’ll be ready to relax?
We live it like it is, cause tomorrows not tomorrow,
Samsara got the lock, staying here it’s bittersweet,
Planning out our prison break, cutting all the ties we got,
Rise inside a field of spirits robots harvesting the crop,
One within his trinity, step aside the madness B,
See it in full clarity the lies that they’ve constructed
Fall upon their heads, cause they built foundations weak,
Eradicate the systems that inflict the pain on we,
Masochism is the formula tying ourselves into these knots,
Twisted into dramas y’all see the sickest plot.
(x2)
Devil try to play me wrong,
By messing with my mother’s songs,
Here is where we draw the line,
Watch the way we play the wrong,
No guns are needed, none involved,
Luci gonna flip out with the beauty of our souls
We a thing to reckon luv.
Tragedies in comedies, I’ll take another shot,
Whisky pouring honey flavor, sparking up the pot,
Reading up like Huey, and I start connecting dots,
Riley in the background, yapping nigga this and nigga that,
Made my mind I’m here to stay, to finish what we planned ahead,
Welcome to the labyrinth with roses growing out the cracks,
Here’s the table set up with the pleasures and the pains,
Insanity is interwoven, in the fabric of our life,
So, tell me who you are when you’ve accepted you’ve been dead,
Cause what I am to you, is reflected by a mirror,
Dropping jewels again, let ‘em sparkle in the sun,
Wide eye with a focus there, scary sight to see the plight
Plot is twisting up the story walking up the spiraling case,
Paintings on the wall display, tell of something epic,
Cause what you know rewritten,
The winners take the credit
Fool you wanna bleed on top, then bleed on top,
Tired of your number one, thoughtless competition
Stuck between a rut, with no place to call a home
This trauma is collective in the secret of our past,
In the lives we don’t remember,
All the hell is just an echo, story fades right back to black.
(x2)
Devil try to play me wrong,
By messing with my mother’s songs,
Here is where we draw the line,
Watch the way we play the wrong,
No guns are needed, none involved,
Luci gonna flip out with the beauty of our souls
We a thing to reckon luv.
